Before the official battle, each team has a cup of tea to prepare, and this time is spent checking weapons, setting up formations, and assigning men (the latest chapter of Darksaber Silent). As soon as the "cupola" in the general's hand sounds, the three teams will rush forward one after another to compete.

Song Zheng glanced to the east, only to see Xu Xuecheng shouting loudly, dividing the team into two teams, one team of thirty-five people, and the other team of fifteen people. The team of thirty-five men all carried swords, and the team of fifteen men all carried guns. Needless to say, the Knife Team is there to grab tokens, while the Guns team will go straight to the winning goal. Guns are long weapons that take up a lot of space to wield. If it's a melee, it's not as convenient as a knife. But if used for defense, there is no better fit than a gun.

Even if there are fifty people on the other side rushing forward, as long as these fifteen people point their guns forward, it is not a problem to insist on counting the breath. This time is also enough for rescue personnel to arrive. Xu Xuecheng looks quite dragged, but he is quite methodical in using soldiers.

Song Zheng nodded, and saw Gu Jinzhong's side again. Gu Jinzhong's arrangement was different, he divided the fifty people into two echelons, only a few ten people in front, and the remaining forty people were all behind. It seems that Gu Jinzhong wants to use these fifty people as a whole, and grab the token first. This is also quite smart, the three teams are in a melee, and it is undoubtedly a good choice to concentrate on their own forces (the latest chapter of the Almighty Human Emperor of the Flood Wilderness).

Ding Long saw Song Zheng looking at this side and looking over there, but he didn't move for a long time, and couldn't help but whisper, "Childe, how do we arrange it." ”

Song Zheng smiled, "Ding Long, if I enter the next round, will the city guards in the hands of Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong be under my command?" ”

Ding Long was stunned for a moment, what kind of master is this? Lianbi hasn't even compared, so he wants to enter the next round. Don't you see that everyone is preparing? However, after Ding Long was taken off his arm by Song Zheng, he was very respectful to Song Zheng. "Childe, according to the rules, that's right."

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth twitched, "That is, if everyone fights in this battle, the injured sergeants will not be able to participate in the next round, and there will definitely be less than 150 sergeants in my hands by then." ”

"It should be like this, this time in the martial arts, the military department took out so much silver, and many sergeants were red-eyed." Remembering that he had put aside his long life to earn money, Ding Long treated others with himself, "When our battalion selected the Wuwei sergeants to participate in this competition, many people fought for their heads. So, the fight will definitely be fierce for a while. Although the knives and guns were not opened, there must have been a lot of injuries in this game. Even if you die three or two, it's normal. ”

"Don't talk about death, you can't get injured, these sergeants are all used by me to fight for martial arts, but you can't be injured." Song Zheng smiled.

Ding Long wondered even more, what happened to this Song Gongzi today, why did he keep talking nonsense, just now he said that he would enter the next round, and this is another order to fight for the champion? There is not even a troop arrangement, even a promotion order is not expected. I really don't know what Song Gongzi thinks.

Not only was Ding Long puzzled, but everyone in the Ninth Squad was also puzzled. Even Feng Zhanbao, who was sitting two hundred zhang away, was confused, Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong were very busy, but Song Zheng didn't move for a long time, what did he want to do?

"I am invincible, swear to win the token!" "Second squad, who fights!"

At this time, two neat slogans sounded in the east and west (the latest chapter of Qianjiang). Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong led their teams respectively and began to shout slogans. A chilling battle spirit spread across the A-word training ground. The morale of the two teams is also rising. The sergeants of the city guards of both teams clenched the weapons in their hands and shouted the trumpet with all their mouths, and their voices drowned out the howling north wind.

Completely different from the east and west, there was no movement at all in the north, and many of the sergeants of the ninth squad showed anxious expressions on their faces.

Outside the court, Zhu Youzhan asked in a low voice, "Mingxuan, what the hell is Xiao Lang doing, you look at the momentum on both sides of the east and west, it is extremely majestic, on the other hand, Xiao Lang didn't make any movement at all, just stood there and looked around." Won't he give up? ”

"I don't know what Xiao Lang's idea is," Xu Mingxuan said in a muffled voice, "However, Xiao Lang shouldn't give up." Retreating without a fight would be too much of a blow to his reputation. ”

"Then what is he doing here, if he really doesn't fight, our money will be wasted." The silver that Zhu Youzhan bet on Song Zheng was two thousand taels. The money was all his savings. Zhu Youzhan's father, Zhu Zhihua, was the supervising imperial history of the dynasty, and he was relatively honest as an official. This time, I pressed more than 2,000 taels, but I had enough strength to make a lot of money.

"Brother Zhu, don't be impatient, I think Xiaolang should have a way to deal with it, let's wait and see." Li Denian is much calmer. The amount of silver he pressed on Song Zheng was second only to Xu Mingxuan, pressing 20,000 taels, but he was calm.

"Xiao Lang moved." Zhu Youzhan, who was staring at the field, shouted loudly, "What kind of formation is this, a long snake formation?" ”

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Song Zheng estimated the time and turned around.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I said that you should be less injured and earn more money. I, Song Zheng, do what I say. Song Zheng smiled, his voice was not loud, "You are lined up, and each of you is half a foot apart." ”

The sergeants waited for a long time to receive such an order, and although they did not know Song Zheng's intentions, they still lined up as required (the latest chapter of the monks).

Song Zheng took two steps forward and whispered to Cai Yong and Ding Long, who were standing in the center, "You tell the left and right, from now on, everyone will dig the soil for me lifelessly, and the soil under your feet will be dug loose and trampled into fine pieces." After a while, as soon as the cannon goes off, you can sprinkle me with dirt, and the more you scatter, the better, and it is better to not be able to see people clearly in the whole scene. Don't stop, dig hard for me, sprinkle hard. ”

The two were stunned for a moment, and Ding Long subconsciously asked, "Who is going to win the promotion order?" ”

Song Zheng smiled, "Naturally, someone will take it, your task is to scatter soil, do you hear clearly?" Cannons, scatter dirt! It's as simple as that. ”

Ding Long and Cai Yong's bodies tensed, "Yes!" Then he hurriedly passed Song Zheng's order to the left and right. Everyone was puzzled, but they still followed the order and chiseled the ground with their weapons. Although the A-shaped training ground is relatively hard, it is dirt after all, and with the efforts of everyone, everyone has dug a small pit in front of them, but because the ground is hard, all they dig up are small clods of soil, and they are not blown up by the wind.

At this time, Song Zheng turned around, moved his arm, and looked intently at the south.

Both the second and sixth squads stopped shouting slogans and waited for the cannon to fire. The strange performance of the ninth squad made Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong stunned for a moment. "What are they doing? Do you want to build trenches? Xu Xuecheng chuckled and looked at the wooden frame.

Gu Jinzhong didn't know Song Zheng's intentions, pursed his tongue and thought for a moment, and gave up: No matter what he does, when he comes to this arena, it doesn't matter if you are the first martial artist or not, I grabbed the martial champion order, and this martial champion title is mine! His originally small eyes narrowed again, and his gaze passed through the wooden frame and stared at Xu Xuecheng's face.

Song Zheng's eyesight was very good, and when he saw the general turn around, he immediately squatted down, threw the knife in his hand aside, and assumed a modern sprinting starting posture. This action is naturally in an uproar: What does this mean, you are about to charge, why are you squatting? He also put his hands on the ground and threw the knife away, what the hell is this?

Ding Long, who was behind Song Zheng, had to retreat as soon as he dug a pit because Song Zheng's hind feet were stepping on the small bulging mound (the latest chapter of Agent No Regrets). Ding Long has a lot of strength, so he digs the largest pit and digs the most soil. can dig a pit against Song Zheng's buttocks, and Ding Long feels that he is twisted. I had no choice but to take a step back and change to a digging position.

At this moment, the leeward of the general lit the "Cupola", hurriedly turned around, and raised the "Cupola" high. The fuse creaked under the blowing of the north wind, and the spark also drifted south with the wind, drowning in the cold wind for an instant.

Song Zheng arched his body, raised his heels with his feet, and only the soles of his front feet were on the ground, and his legs were also tensed, full of strength. After a few breaths, a sharp sound rushed into the sky, more than ten feet high in the air, and exploded with a bang.

At the moment when the spark of the "Cupola Cannon" just burst out of the general's hand, Song Zheng started. Taking advantage of the wind, Song Zheng shot out like an arrow. Behind him, fifty sergeants of the Ninth Squad crushed the soil on the ground with their feet, and then threw it forward with their hands. The dust followed Song Zheng's figure closely, like thousands of troops chasing after him, wanting to drown Song Zheng.

Today is windy, according to the current wind level, there are enough six winds, and the wind speed exceeds 10 meters per second. The earth was blown by the wind, and it was rushing at the same speed, and in an instant, the dust was filled, and the yellow sand was rolling, and there was a bit of a dim posture.

"Look! It's Xiaolang! Oh my God, how did he do it so fast! Zhu Youzhan's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity.

Xu Mingxuan also shouted, "It's Xiaolang, he wants to grab the promotion order alone." He's alone! ”

Li Denian's eyes opened suddenly, and after thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "I said, Xiaolang won't let his sergeants dig for no reason, and even throw the knife, so that's it!" ”

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As soon as the signal sounded, Xu Xuecheng's second squad was divided into two parts, thirty-five swordsmen went straight to the wooden frame, while fifteen gunners rushed to the victory gate (read the full text of the Honghuang Dragon Gate Array). The fifteen gunners were not in a hurry, they expected that even if the other two teams grabbed the promotion order and then turned to the victory gate, in terms of distance, it would be two hundred zhang, not to mention the four-zhang high wooden frame. And they were only 140 zhang to the victory gate, so they didn't have to rush there desperately to consume their physical strength. As pikemen used as defense, they were ready to fight to the death.

And Xu Xuecheng rushed forward with a knife hand for more than twenty zhang, and after catching a glimpse of Song Zheng's cheetah-like speed, he was taken aback, and immediately shouted, "Quick, go to the south of the wooden frame and intercept him." Pikemen, quick, block the door to victory! With his command, the sergeants of the second squad sped up.

All the members of Gu Jinzhong's sixth squad were running towards the wooden frame, and they also ran out of more than 20 zhang, and when they saw that the momentum was not right, they immediately shouted, "Go to the victory gate, hurry, go to the victory gate." He expected that at Song Zheng's speed, when he arrived at the wooden frame, Song Zheng had already obtained the token and got off the wooden frame.

Gu Jinzhong generally gave an order, and ran towards the victory gate while scattering the girl. After running for more than 20 zhang, Gu Jinzhong suddenly woke up, "Those who run fast have thrown down their weapons and moved forward lightly." Fast! As he spoke, he threw the knife in his hand aside. Song Zheng also has no weapons, as long as he rushes to the victory gate and stops him from making two moves, it is enough for everyone to arrive. At that time, Song Zheng alone will be drowned in the sea of people!

In fact, Gu Jinzhong's order was confused, and the sergeant of the sixth squad was also confused. Many people don't know how fast or slow they can run, and they don't specifically compare them. So, they all panicked, and threw away the weapon that shouldn't have been thrown, and still held the weapon when it should have been thrown. The whole team was also in disarray, and there was no longer any formation.

Xu Xuecheng stared at Song Zheng's figure while running desperately, and when he ran sixty zhang, Song Zheng had already rushed under the wooden frame. I saw him use his hands and feet together, jumping on the wooden frame as if he were walking on the ground. As a thief in his previous life, climbing the wall is Song Zheng's specialty, not to mention that the wooden shelves are all made of logs, like small ladders, and there are many places where you can borrow strength.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Song Zheng had already climbed onto the wooden frame and pulled out the black promotion order. Surprisingly, Song Zheng did not continue to hold him in his hand, but threw it hard towards the south, throwing the token more than ten zhang away, and with a snap, the token fell to the ground.